Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

It was a very simple reception room.

Nothing to make the first impression. Have a simple and refreshing look.

I just have a water heater or dishes for minimal entertainment. I guess the reason I don't even see conditioning is because I call my students on this occasion. It's a room that was also used during an entrance exam interview. I feel it's not enough to guide the nobility with something for students not to be afraid of as much as possible, but the key Isle looked at me like nothing was going on without hanging it on my nose.

A sofa set is placed in the centre, during which a heavy cloudy glass table is installed. Isle, sitting without his spine in the center of the three-seater couch, greeted Ars with a smiling look.

"I'm so relieved I didn't have to be soaked."

Ars saw Isle half-eyed, saying who was to blame for this, but his mouth was uttering another word.

"That was bad"

Transfer your gaze to the two squire upright behind the couch. If I should have knocked, one of them would have come to open it. Although I was accidental in my conversation with Sisty.

Perhaps it would have been better if they had called me Silsilla the woman to open the door. She smells the same as Selva, who serves the Favel family as a squire.

But for one guy, a little boneless sturdy, to say. I felt sophisticated and sharp dressed as a squire without discomfort because of its appearance, but beyond many training grounds.

You noticed Ars' gaze. The man lowered his eyes gently.

"It was. I was wondering if you could give me a moment of introduction before we talk."

Returns an unpleasant snort to Isle, who asks in a casual and annoying tone.

Isle did not look back and raised one hand to first indicate the woman.

"This is Silsila Siquoren, my escort and squire."

"Escort?"

Ars half-expected it, but dared to raise a question mark.

It's simple. These two are clearly heterogeneous if the beholder sees them. Silsilla and the woman she was introduced to bent over with her hands on her chest in a graceful motion.

Flowing sophisticated and exhaustive behavior. Ars shrugged heartily about being surprisingly rude in what he repeated tens of thousands of times.

(How can so many people be around a guy like this?)

Regardless, that is one end of the mighty power of the Oomruina family. The number of private soldiers was out of the group again, but it's still more obvious than seeing fire that these two are in the lead.

"I apologize for the late introduction, Lord Ars. Please forgive me for the situation."

Ars unfathomably controlled "I don't care" by hand to the apologies that were stated to play hard. Yes, there's no point in accepting an apology you don't even think about.

She doesn't admire me at all.

"There's a thorn, Silsilla"

"As a person who fits the challenges of Mr. Isle, I have a lot of difficulty."

"That's what I have to do. Still, you follow me."

"My pleasure."

In a fearful tone, Silsilla unleashed words only on the upper side that were not caged in her heart.

Such a clear interaction between the two dawns - Toto felt the distance between the squire and the Lord was relatively close.

Isle's face turned into a bad look of a bunch, and as I recall, the next thing I know, I raise my hand on the other side.

"Excuse me, then this one's a complete escort. Silsila's with me in terms of my exclusivity, but he can't imitate like a butler. Just for the record, his tea wasn't terrible enough to drink."

"I'm sorry about that. I don't think we'll ever have a chance to brew again."

The man who uttered an unfathomable word went half a step further and after a beat like he deserved Ars.

"No rumors. I am honored to worship you, Lord Ars. I'm Orneus, and I want you to know me later."

"Welcome."

Ars also talks about returning what he explores.

(I wonder why you won't tell me your family name)

In this case, it would be polite to respond to a full name referral against the superior Ars in this position.

The reason I don't tell you that is simply because I don't have a family name. Or rather than being a formal meeting of something limited, such as a reason not to reveal it, you can't force it to reveal its name.

I guess that's the evil push.

Isle, my husband, apologized instead for such a seemingly disrespectful squire.

"I'm sorry. Orneus is a little sturdy."

Ars was even more offended by the jokingly mixed words. Orneus is still more understandable and empathetic, but all the words of Isle must not sound disrespectful.

Instead of not being sincere, I end up pretending to be sincere or not. The lack of that judgment was the reason Ars sounded disrespectful.

The over-perfect poker face is a level that cannot be judged, but it gives a foreign body there that is not interposed in any way by the kind of person that can be called the heart.

"I don't think we need to respond to referrals already?

"Of course, there's no one here who doesn't know you."

Not to be frightened, Ir, who answered in a taunted manner, recommended the couch of his turn.

Soon a new tea was placed silently on the table by Silsilla's hand.

Ars gently moisturizes his throat with tea.

It is true that tea poured with plenty of fine tea leaves emitted an aromatic fragrance through the nasal cavity, but unfortunately Ars's tongue is fattened daily by Loki's brewed tea. It's not good if it's expensive.

It's hard to say I'm capturing his taste.

This calms me down, but this is the only tea I've ever smelled - tea I've ever tasted with my sense of smell.

"The region is the northernmost part of Hulkapudia, shipped directly from the tea plantation. Made from Uruguayan tea leaves grown in the Uruguayan region. It's not a blend. It's a regional brand. It's just tea leaves. The aroma is rich."

Seeing the look on Ars's face, Silsilla curled up in an explanatory tone.

Ars breathes a sigh of relief as he puts his cotton-and-teacup back on the receptacle.

"Is tea leaves the only difference?"

You'll have to admit it honestly. Even though my tongue is fat, it's delicious.

"The temperature of the hot water will also be brewed at the right temperature. There's another trick to brewing… Still, it's a contract that so many tea leaves can provide something satisfactory."

It's a voice without discouragement, but is there anything I don't know about it that makes it hard and words come out?

"That's deep..."

"Yes, of course I wouldn't say that tea leaves are everything. I was wondering if it would also be a consideration for those who brew to make use of it even if it is of poor quality."

"Oh, yeah, I guess"

Ars hammering to be pressurized.

"Yes, yes, that's enough, isn't it, Silsila? I'm sorry, Lord Ars. You can't talk to her about tea. Enough to talk forever. What a girlfriend...... eh what is it?

Isle slapped his hand to interrupt to properly reset the air on the field.

And right after I tipped my little neck to glimpse Silsilsilla and remember why to sigh mixed up.

"It's a tea meister!!

"Yes, that! Silsila has all the qualifications for tea. I don't have a lot of things lined up."

"I also qualify as an advisor, whenever you don't know something"

Silsilla with an oligarchy impression, but seems to have finally decided to add just that and push her into her husband's embarrassment.

With all the repartitioning, Isle maintained an alkaic smile and opened his mouth toward Ars.

As for Ars, I feel totally paced, but there's no such thing as taking the future for real. I don't intend to give one away from the beginning.

"Well, of course it's fia entanglement that Alpha came all the way here to meet the highest magician she's proud of. I'm doing a background check and you're teaching her straight away. [M] As far as I'm concerned, I'm not thinking of pulling through the fia in contempt of Lord Ars. Thought we'd have to go through this once."

He told me that Isle's words only go through his muscles, but that's all he talked about.

"I'll take Fia with me. You're not complaining."

Ars glanced at Ayle, who made up his mind and spoke. Put your legs together and say it out loud.

"Sorry, I won't let that happen"

".................. heh, I didn't think so. Lord Ars hated sticking his neck in this side exactly...... or did he like the fia?

I hope it was a miscalculation. Isle didn't break any grin. I said it was as if it were within my assumptions.

But as a matter of fact, it was unexpected because I didn't think that Ir would actually do that even if he had devised the option of being turned down.

"I don't mind if you take it that way"

No matter what, I bought Tesfir's talent and said it.

Ars smiled like he had eaten a person, and Isle raised his picky brow butt.

So is that. I've waited so long to ripen, I can't accept it as Isle being plundered from the side. I cannot overestimate the fact that there are those who inhibit his will rather than

"I wonder if you're saying this with an understanding of what you're going to do with this side."

"Yes."

"May I ask what drives you that far? In my investigation, Ars Regin and I weren't supposed to be deeply involved, but we didn't touch each other when it came to the extraordinarily aristocratic society. I even kicked him to the title."

"I've been doing a lot of research... but I think it's a hit. You don't have to hide anything, I don't know if you've been pulled out of your goddaughter's hand salt."

I put my hand between my jaws wondering if that's what Isle was like when I asked.

"Not to mention the guys I've been spending my time trying to make things easier for."

"I see, the investigation seemed a little sweet. So, what about Lord Ars? Will you make me a deceased?"

Speak ruthless words with an innocent grin.

Ars gently bit his back teeth at Oomruina's investigative power inside. When you know everything under the direct authority of the Governor to work in secrecy, the Womruina family will be entering the military hub.

"You're not gonna do anything from me. You decide. A nobleman would understand."

For the first time, Swoo and Isle's expression changed. The lifted cheek lowers and turns into a faceless face.

"You better not get the wrong idea, too. Oomruina is not a nobleman. Royalty. You're the one who decides to be ready, Ars. Are you ready to do this until you've shredded your bones? You have nothing to gain."

"You're ready, I'm sorry. I wasn't born prepared for this. I'm not making one choice. I'm looking forward to it in the future, but let me be clear, I don't have the patience to end up in jail. Only for this time. And I don't know if it's royalty, but it's none of my business."

Eye-eyed Eyre drew a three-day moon on his mouth, puffing out.

"Yes, you did, and it is difficult to say that even the orders of Cicernia are obedient. Sure it doesn't matter... but not this time. If you squeak out on this side of the story, I'll ask you to follow the rules."

That's what Ars took with him.

But - I turn my gaze to both sides of the isle, and I look at it alternately.

"It doesn't extend to that. Are you ready to protect your husband?

Ars lifted one hand and sounded cocky and indirect.

Moment after moment, Silsilla stands in front of Isle and flips through the table where Orneus is placed between them.

Glass couldn't resist the momentum.

Ars kicks gently on the floor as he sits and lands in front of the door to fly one foot.

While protected, Ir leaked a bitter laugh, controlling the two squire with lightly raised hands.

"Scary, scary, just being the most powerful magician, this is different... but I can't"

"Shit..."

Ars strikes his tongue with bitter thoughts.

I guess that means it's all prospective after all.

"I looked into you. You better not sweeten my investigative skills."

Ars is still in the military. And Ars obeys the orders above because he owes Beric little.

Ayle had collected materials from all the materials he had collected that should at least be described as Ars' weakness.

To be honest, there was nothing like it, but the only thing that bothered me was that all Als' assignments are given through Beric. It is only natural to assume that this is because the right of command to the highest ranking magician rests with the Governor General, but Isle did not.

The unknown magician suddenly ascends to the highest position without some kind of background relationship.

Isle made a breakthrough after deciding he was still human. Exactly. I just didn't want to say that monsters are the highest power of mankind.

"All the term of office of the Governor General is entrusted to the Führer. Your actions here should resonate with Governor Bellick later. Oomruina prides herself on being only good at that kind of work. Unfortunately, it's not going to be a glorious discharge."

Als, there is no such thing as expelling a country if it is just an individual. I'd rather hope so.

But it must not leave behind any remorse. In that case, there will be less to blame on Beric, who has the right to order. It's a great opportunity for the guys trying to pull Bellick out of the Governor's chair.

No, if you say that too, you have to stop it. It's not that much of a concern for Ars. Because I even think it's time to retire.

But with Beric gone now, Alpha will definitely stop standing.

Besides... I couldn't help but let Beric brand the sinner.

The bad habits of Ars made me patronize the thought of turning the three of us into the dead, but it's already too late.

(Did you do all that on purpose in the popular environment in anticipation of this)

The head still turns for a few minutes in terms of being hit first.

It meant that even the military had grasped that they were not holding the Ars without force. He would have considered the possibility of acting above his authority in any circumstance.

In fact, when it comes to Ars moving into action, he still shouldn't have done anything given the inconvenience to the president of the board.

I also thought about going out of school, but that's also difficult. Time is too short. It makes no sense to poka until there is no repentance of committing a complete crime.

The voices that endanger the Oomruina family seem certain.

This is, in a sense, a profession made up of one human being, Il von Oomruina, but it was also proof that it was only with the power of the house that his brains would be kept alive.